Page 3 of Is It Casual Now?

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Siena shivered.

This woman, whatever her true name was, had captivated her the moment they’d met. She was full of energy, tenacity, but also an edge of confidence issues that seemed to arise when least expected. Yet they didn’t seem to be making an issue of themselves. Siena moved fully onto her knees, sliding her hands up and down Julie’s thick thighs that still rested on her shoulders.

With one glance up into Julie’s sky-blue eyes, Siena was ready. She raised an eyebrow, her lips thinning as she swallowed and prepared herself for exactly what she wanted to happen. “How rough?”

“I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”

“Any no-go areas?”

“I’ll tell you to stop if I don’t want it.”

“Very well.” Siena pressed an open-mouthed kiss on the inside of Julie’s thigh, the skin there smooth and soft, probably untouched except in moments like these. She scraped her teeth, a little harder than she had done so far. Julie’s echoing gasp, the slightest sound coming from her lips, was exactly what Siena wanted to hear.

She did it again and again, moving closer to the scent of arousal that threatened to overwhelm her, to consume her. Siena shifted her body, pushing harder between Julie’s legs. She nuzzled her nose into the blonde curls. She was so ready for this. It was exactly what she needed.

She didn’t wait again.

Siena parted her lips, she covered Julie’s clit, and she sucked. It was exactly what Julie had told her she wanted, suck her until it hurt. Digging her fingers into Julie’s glorious thighs, Siena pushed her face harder into the warmth between Julie’s legs. She closed her eyes, focusing on every sensation she could find. The slight roughness from Julie’s hair against her cheeks, one that tickled her nose a little annoyingly, the wetness that bloomed with each swipe of her tongue.

Julie opened, her body parting with as much anticipation as Siena felt. Sliding her tongue through Julie’s folds, Siena gathered up her juices, savoring the flavor, the sweetness that she had hoped for. Siena hummed as she moved straight back to cover Julie’s clit with her lips. Sucking. That’s what she was here for—at least this time around.

Three orgasms.

That’s what she’d promised herself she would give Julie before she even dared to let Julie touch her. And that sounded like an amazing plan. Julie’s hips bucked, and when Siena looked up to see her face, she was stunned by the pure pleasure that had cascaded across her face, the rise and fall of her breasts as she dragged in ragged breaths.

Siena wanted to speak. She wanted to say words of kindness, or anticipation. She wanted to tell Julie exactly what she wanted to do. It seemed that Julie responded to that, desired it even. But Siena had her lips locked around Julie’s supple clit, and when Julie wrinkled her face up in pleasure, Siena knew she couldn’t abandon her current path just to say something.

Julie moaned, though the sound was so soft, Siena nearly missed it. So much for being someone who screamed—or perhaps Julie was still holding back on her because they were in a hotel and not at either one of their homes. But this was the safer way to do this. Siena had to protect what was hers at all costs, and she’d never put Harley in any danger if she could avoid it.

“Ah!” Julie cried out. She shifted on the edge of the bed, wiggling as if she couldn’t control her movements. Perhaps she was close, perhaps she wasn’t. But Siena wasn’t going to stop, not until Julie told her to. She was trusting that Julie knew exactly what she wanted and that she was confident in her own body.

Siena moved her hands from Julie’s thighs to her hips, dragging her closer to the edge and closer to Siena’s mouth. She sucked in a sharp breath, pleasure sliding through her own body at the way Julie reacted to everything she was doing. She dug her fingers into Julie’s hips, her nails biting into the skin. She hoped it was adding to more of what Julie had requested—rough, hard, an edge of pain.

Julie moved her hips, finally in time with Siena’s sucks. The rhythm was slow at first, but then sped up. She must have been getting close. Siena held her tightly, keeping Julie’s body right where she wanted her. She wasn’t going to lose traction, she wasn’t going to let Julie lose sight of the ending they were both here for.

When Julie jerked, her thighs tightening around Siena’s head, Siena knew they were at the brink. She closed her eyes, feeling through the moment with Julie against her face, the sounds of her breathing easing from the tension of her orgasm, the heat of her skin that overcame her, the weight of her legs on top of Siena’s shoulders as she no longer held them up. Arousal coursed through Siena even more.

She had done that.

She’d made this woman jelly in her arms, helped unwrap everything that had been holding her together for a few moments of pleasure. A few moments that weren’t yet over—Siena would make sure of that. The dampness between her own legs had become a wetness, her own pussy vying to be touched in any capacity. But she wasn’t going to allow that to happen just yet.

After all, there were still two more orgasms for her to give Julie before they could get to the next stage.

Siena shifted up, pushing Julie backward onto the bed and moving her knees to her chest. Julie cried out in surprise, her eyes wide open as Siena towered over her for a brief second before she moved down and covered her clit again with her mouth. This time, she slid two fingers straight inside Julie’s hot pussy and nearly moaned herself at the heat that surrounded her, the tight grasp of Julie’s body on her, the pulsing that hadn’t completely stopped yet.

Not waiting, Siena started a furious rhythm. She wanted to catch the last tendrils of pleasure still washing its way through Julie’s body and pull them together for a rapid-fire orgasm that would leave Julie breathless. The only problem was that the more she moved against Julie the more the pulsing between her own legs intensified.

Julie moaned, louder than before but still not as loud as she had promised. Siena put all of her focus on what she was doing, pressing into Julie’s body and following every sign she gave that Siena was doing something right. Julie flung her hands back behind her head, her chest rising up to meet the sky in all her stunning glory. This woman really was beautiful. She was confident in her looks, in her actions, in everything she’d done so far, and nothing was sexier to Siena than that .

“Oh God,” Julie cried. Her thighs tightened around Siena’s head, squeezing her ears against her skull, the sharp points from her earrings digging into the soft skin.

But Siena didn’t let up. She was going to see this orgasm through until Julie told her to back off and give her a break.

“I can’t—” Julie’s voice broke on the words. Her face scrunched up, contorted with pleasure as she clenched her eyes shut tight. “I—” Julie’s hand flung down on top of Siena’s head, tightening in her hair and pulling hard as her shoulders came up.

The pull against Siena’s fingers, sweet and strong, was exactly what she’d wanted to feel. Siena slowed her movements, easing everything down to give Julie the break she no doubt needed. She wasn’t quite willing to push them beyond this point just yet. They needed to know each other better for that.

Julie sucked in a ragged breath, her skin pink from chest to cheeks, little red dots all along the way calling to Siena. She wanted to kiss each one, so she did. Bending forward, her fingers still planted deep within Julie’s body, she pressed her lips delicately right between Julie’s breasts. Then on the soft mounds, then to those peaked nipples.

Julie gasped, once again tightening her fingers in Siena’s hair and scraping her nails against her scalp. She murmured, “So sensitive.”

Siena stayed right where she was, letting the rough part of her tongue cause ripples of sensations through Julie’s body.

“Another finger.”

Siena’s brow wrinkled as the words Julie said clicked in her brain. She wanted another orgasm. She was ready for more already. Siena parted her lips and took Julie’s nipple fully into her mouth. She teased her breast and kept her hand still between Julie’s legs.

Would Julie start to move against her? Demanding more ?

Siena moved up, pressing her lips to Julie’s neck and scraping her teeth against Julie’s heated flesh. She left another mark just at the top of her breast before moving back up to her neck and starting over again.

“ Van! ” Julie said firmly. “Another finger.”

Chuckling, Siena stayed right where she was. She wanted to drag this out a little longer. She wanted Julie to beg for more, which Siena would gladly give her.

Slowly, Siena added another finger, stretching the tight opening of Julie’s body. Julie sucked in sharply, her hips raising up to meet Siena’s movements. Julie was dripping wet, and Siena’s skin was soaked. Finding the right amount of pressure when everything was so slippery was tough enough, but she was determined.

“More…” Julie cooed.

Siena added her last finger and pressed the heel of her hand against Julie’s clit. With every thrust of her fingers, her palm would push against Julie’s clit and create a sensation that would take her through yet another orgasm. Siena knew it would. She loved it when someone else did this to her.

Julie’s legs fell to the sides, opening her up even more for Siena’s perusal. Standing at the edge of the bed still, Siena leaned over Julie and pressed kisses to her chest and neck and lips. This was the best part about this position. She could kiss and touch all at the same time.

Julie nipped Siena’s lower lip, and a wave of her own pleasure pooled between her legs. Her own clit tingled, and if she could just focus on her own body a little longer, she might be able to get off without Julie actually touching her.

“Harder,” Julie whispered.

Siena complied. She jerked her fingers harder, firmer, faster. Julie rewarded her, moaning as she wrapped her arms around Siena’s shoulders and tugged Siena into her even more. Julie crashed their mouths together, stealing Siena’s breath .

“Fuck me, Van. ”

Siena did exactly as she was told. She closed her eyes, listening to the signs from her own body as she continued the same rhythm and pattern as before. She lost herself in the moment, in the risk of sleeping with a stranger, in the joy of finding nothing but pure physical release with another person, without the complications of a relationship or emotions.

“Fuck,” Julie muttered.

Siena felt the same. She was so close to careening through her own orgasm, still fully clothed but within the grasp of the woman underneath her. Siena was losing control though. It was harder and harder to focus on what she was doing to Julie as her mind and her body fully tuned in to the sensations floating through her own body.

“I’m close,” Siena whispered against Julie’s neck.

“That’s hot,” Julie answered, drawing in a breath at the same time. “That’s so hot.”

Her voice broke on the last word as she came. Relief flooded Siena because now she could really focus on herself. Biting into Julie’s shoulder, Siena closed her eyes and let pleasure flow through her freely. She was washed with it as it consumed every thought, breath, and cell she had. Julie touched her shoulders lightly, running her hands over her and under her shirt.

When had she pulled that up?

Siena didn’t want to move, just yet. It was so hard to catch her breath after that whirlwind, and her legs felt far more like jelly now than they had in ages. She was going to have to move at some point, because she was sure she was crushing Julie, and Julie would want to stretch out her legs.

Finally, Siena moved. She shifted to the side, pulling herself up on the bed. She reached for the blanket and wiped her wrinkled fingers on it to clean them quickly. She lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling, her eyes wide open as she listened to Julie’s rhythmic breathing next to her.

“I’d say meeting you tonight was well worth it,” Julie said with a giggle in her tone.

“Yeah,” Siena answered, her lips curling upward. She turned her head to catch sight of those sky-blue eyes and tousled blonde locks. She hadn’t really wanted another relationship after Tori. She’d made enough mistakes in that one to stay away from relationships, deep ones, for the rest of her life. She wouldn’t put someone else through that.

“Are we done for tonight?” Julie asked.

“Do you want to be?” Siena raised an eyebrow and locked her gaze with Julie’s.

“You’re still dressed!” Julie’s lips curled upward. “I’d very much like more.”

Siena smiled back. “Let’s take a shower first to clean up and have a bit of a break.”

“And a bit of a tease?” Julie winked at her.

“Ha. Sure.” Siena stretched her hands above her head, easing her muscles. She could go at this for a few more hours before she’d need to catch some sleep before morning.

Julie, however, popped right up. She bent down and planted a loud kiss on Siena’s lips. “Meet you in the shower.”

She stood up, planting her feet on the ground just as a loud crash echoed through the room. Siena sat up right away, finding Julie’s purse spilled out all over the floor.

“Shit.”

“I’ll pick it up,” Siena drawled. “You go get in the shower.”

“You sure?” Julie glanced at her curiously.

“Yeah.” Siena bent down. “I’m sure you’re getting cold.”

Julie laughed lightly. “Are you going to warm me back up?”

“For sure.”

With that, Julie walked naked to the bathroom. Siena bent down and started picking up the spilled items. Julie’s phone was first, and she checked to make sure the screen wasn’t cracked, not that she would know if it hadn’t been cracked before, but it looked to be in good shape. Her wallet was flopped open, and Siena snagged it next, narrowing her eyes when it opened to Julie’s driver’s license.

Jamie.

Kettlehouse.

“Holy fuck.” Siena’s heart thudded. Her chest tightened. She stared at the driver’s license, wishing it was wrong, but the picture matched the woman she had just fucked for the last hour. “Holy fuck,” she repeated.

Jamie Kettlehouse was a notorious gossip writer, someone who had irked Bunny, Siena’s biggest client, nonstop over the last five years with some of the crap she wrote. She came up with all out lies half the time, and the other half, everything she wrote was flat out truth. Not only did she write for a reputable magazine, but she also had at least one blog site and social media that haunted Siena’s every step.

Siena was fairly certain she wrote under at least two more unconfirmed pseudonyms.

“I’m waiting!” Julie—no, not Julie—Jamie called from the bathroom.

But Siena couldn’t. There was no way she was going to be able to walk into that bathroom and continue where they left off. She was done. Putting everything into the purse, Siena dropped it into the center of the bed. She grabbed her jacket and threw it on.

Her mind raced.

Her body was still a puddle and on fire.

But she was so fucked.

She couldn’t have made a mistake this stupid.

It was going to ruin her.

With her jacket on, Siena walked straight for the door and out of the hotel room. She went straight for her car, got in, and drove out of the parking lot. She was going to have to fix this. She was going to have to find some way to make this not blow up in her face.

But that was going to be impossible.

So much for casual.